Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guinea and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Unwound to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Moebius,
Vainqueur,
Minutemen,
Juan Atkins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Joensuu 1685,
Shoche,
The Offenders,
Prince Buster,
Cameo,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Cal Tjader,
Technova,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
Cecil Taylor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
John Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Beau Brummels,
Blancmange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Motorama,
Monolake,
Aaron Thompson,
Masters at Work,
Arcadia,
Ultra Naté,
David Bowie,
cv313,
Livin' Joy,
Bluetip,
The Divine Comedy,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
Arab on Radar,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
ABBA,
Chris & Cosey,
Von Mondo,
Colin Newman,
Fatback Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.